"Save me?" Allen shouted, "What does this mean? Am I a prisoner? If so, please tell me which law of the Federation I violated! "
"Hey, hey, don't shout so loudly." Fendi put a finger in front of his mouth and gestured for silence. He smiled and said, "Actually, you didn't break any laws, and you're not a prisoner."
"Then let me go!"
"That won't do, little lion. You should listen to me obediently. Of course, you won't be a prisoner, but a nobler than a prisoner … an experimental subject. "
"Experimental subject?" Allen shook his head. "I don't understand what you're talking about. I have nothing to study. Since I haven't broken the law, what right does the Federation have to treat me like this? "
"Who says no? As long as Mr. President agrees, I can capture you here. Alright, little lion. If you cooperate, then tell me the secret of the Twilight Son. It will be good for both you and me. "
Allen said angrily, "I don't know anything about the Twilight Son. I only know that you are violating the personal freedom of the citizens of the Federation!"
"Looks like you still don't understand. It doesn't matter. I'll explain it to you carefully." Fendi pointed at the machine that was tightly gripping Allen's left and right hands. "First of all, let me be honored to introduce you. This thing is called a heavy pressure machine. It can adjust its internal pressure through its brain. Now that I've adjusted the tonnage to the 50-ton level, I believe it will be very difficult for you to pull it apart with pure basic strength, right? "
Fendi walked in front of Allen and flicked his head. Allen couldn't see what was above his head, but he could clearly hear a metallic echo. Fendi smiled and said, "As for the treasure on your head, it's my favorite. You probably can't see it like this, so allow me to describe it to you." It looks like a helmet, except that there are more than three hundred electrode needles on this helmet. These things have passed through your skull and pierced into your brain. Of course, their size is very small, so small that you can hardly feel it. But believe me, you won't like these bad guys. Because if I want to, they will release electricity into your brain. While you suffer, it will also interfere with the movement of the Origin Energy in your body. "
"So you see, a heavy machine, and this baby on your head. Lord Allen, no matter how brave you were before, you're no different from an ordinary person now. "Fendi took a few steps back and spread her hands:" I've said so much, you should have recognized the current situation. In that case, can you tell me the secret of the Twilight Child? "
"I said I don't know!" Allen said in a deep voice, "Is there something wrong with you? Or is this a misunderstanding? Let go of me. Do you want to deepen this misunderstanding? "
Fendi rubbed her forehead and shook her head. "What a pity, little lion. If you cooperate with me, we may have a pleasant few days together. It seems impossible now. Since you don't want to tell us, we can only do it ourselves. "
He snapped his fingers.
A moment later, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Several researchers wearing biochemical suits and masks walked in. Fendi pointed at Allen and said, "This is your experimental subject. Mr. Mobius said that we need to figure out his secret. Then, let's start with the simplest blood test. He's your specimen, but remember, you're not allowed to kill him. Other than that, you can do whatever you want. "
"I see, General Fendi." One of the men, who was obviously the supervisor, said. His eyes were shining as he looked at Allen, filled with excitement.
Allen felt incomparably angry. Fendi had actually used him as an experimental subject and ignored his wishes. What was the difference between this and pigs and sheep? One of the researchers walked forward and skillfully disinfected his arm. Another person took out a syringe, obviously wanting to take a sample of his blood. Allen roared, "You have no right to do this! I've done so much for the Federation. I discovered the origin of the Saber Demon's civilization on Nether Domain! I was the one who stopped the outsiders from framing the Federation on the interstellar battlefield! After all I've done, is this the Federation's reward? "
Fendi shrugged and turned around to leave. Allen was furious, and the Heavenly Fire Origin Energy in his body surged. Unexpectedly, when the Origin Energy began to move, a sharp pain came from his brain. With his perseverance, he couldn't help but scream miserably. The Origin Energy in his body instantly lost control, unable to be controlled as freely as usual. At this moment, a cold feeling came from his arm, and the researcher inserted the needle into his hand.
Seeing the blood being drawn from his arm into the needle, Allen cried out. It wasn't because of the pain in his body, but because of the anger of his dignity being trampled on!
However, no one paid any attention to him. Only a monitor in the corner of the room faithfully recorded all of this.
"… That's the report for this quarter."
In a dim room, there were only a few rays of light. There was a person in each ray of light, their faces wearing masks, and the masks were playing card numbers. They were A, J, Q, K, and a clown mask. Alan stood in the middle and reported the quarterly briefing to these people in his usual low tone. Here, he didn't look like the president of the Federation, but more like a department head reporting to the company's directors on financial matters.
In fact, these people were indeed his bosses, at least for the time being.
They were the upper echelons of the Light Concealment Society, the core class. Alan didn't know what kind of face was behind the masks, but he knew that any one of them here could make him disappear silently from this world.
They had that kind of power and power.
"Very good, we are very satisfied with this progress." The man wearing the painted clown mask said, "But Alan, did you miss something?"
"May I ask which one?"
"I heard that not long ago, the two generals of the Federation, Silfa and Fendi, had a conflict over work?"
Alan patted his forehead and said, "So that's what you're talking about. This is just a small matter. It's not the first day those two generals have been at odds, so I didn't report it to you. "
The man wearing the mask K wanted to say something, but the clown said first, "That's it, Alan. Do your job well. If there are any special circumstances, report to us immediately. "
"Yes, sir."
Alan lowered his head and his figure gradually disappeared. After his holographic projection disappeared, the man wearing the mask K finally said, "He's lying."
"He is indeed lying." The clown said calmly, "He thinks we don't know that Allen Bescot has been recalled and handed over to Fendi for transfer to the Federation's largest prison on the surface, the Iron Prison!"
"Not only that, but before that, he used our channels to contact Cajasso. But the conversation between them is encrypted and we can't decipher it. And this point, he also concealed in the report just now. " K shouted, "In my opinion, Alan is already somewhat out of control. We have to consider replacing him."
"Don't worry, my friend." Laughter came from the clown mask. The man said, "Alan's trick can't hide it from me. He transferred Allen Bescot to get his hands on the power of the Son of Dusk. Contacting Cajasso is to obtain the capital to deal with Adahua Planet. Our President's substitute is not simple. He has a lot of ideas and ambitions. Don't you think everything he's done has saved us a lot of effort? "
"I think he should have handed over Allen from the beginning. Even we don't know what the Son of Dusk is. How can Alan know more than us? There have been too many examples to tell us that attempts to control unknown power often end in tragedy! "K said heavily.
The clown shrugged, "Then what do you suggest?"
"Terminate Alan's operation and tell him to inform Orfasis to hand over the Son of Dusk as soon as possible."
"Oh my god." The clown exclaimed softly, "K, our old friend. When did you become so timid? Are you so afraid of the Son of Dusk or the Emperor of Adahua Planet? I think Alan did a good job. If we can unearth the secrets of the Son of Dusk's power, don't you think this is an opportunity for humanity to rise? "
"I feel more like this is playing with fire!" K shouted, "Please open your eyes and take a look. Let's not talk about whether the power of the Son of Dusk can be analyzed. Just Alan's private detention of the core members of Bescot is enough to seriously affect our entire plan. Have you ever thought about how Horn would react if he knew about this? That would probably lead to a complete outbreak of conflict between the nobles and the Federation, and now, this is not the time! "
"Alright, K. You are being overly cautious. Yes, it is indeed a bit risky. But it is completely worth it. You can also imagine that when Alan decipher the secrets of the Son of Dusk, we will take over this power. At that time, the young race of humans will be above the other civilizations of the universe, and we will no longer have to obey Adahua Planet. We can raze Agares, and the glory of humanity will spread to all the stars! " The clown opened his hands and shouted, "This is the future we deserve. Of course, if you insist, we can only vote the old way."
K nodded, "Then let's vote."
"Alright, then raise your hands in favor of stopping what Alan did." The clown said.
K raised his arm, but he was the only one who raised his hand in the audience.
The clown continued, "Those in favor of analyzing the Son of Dusk, please raise your hands." He raised his arm, followed by J and Q. Only A shook his head and said, "I can't tell which one of you is more correct, so I abstain."
"I respect your choice." The clown looked at K again and said, "But even so, I still have three votes. So unfortunately, your suggestion is rejected, old friend. "
"Then let's end this meeting."
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